Childe Harold's PilgrimageLovell Brothers, 1813 - 270 sider |
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Side 184
... blood beneath the assassin's knife Some hand erects a cross of mouldering lath ; And grove and glen with thousand such are rife ( 3 ) Throughout this purple land , where law secures not life . XXII . On sloping mounds , or in the vale ...
... blood beneath the assassin's knife Some hand erects a cross of mouldering lath ; And grove and glen with thousand such are rife ( 3 ) Throughout this purple land , where law secures not life . XXII . On sloping mounds , or in the vale ...
Side 186
... A dome , where flaunts she in such glorious sheen , That men forget the blood which she hath spilt , And bow the knee to Pomp that loves to varnish guilt . XXX . O'er vales that team with fruits , romantic 186 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... A dome , where flaunts she in such glorious sheen , That men forget the blood which she hath spilt , And bow the knee to Pomp that loves to varnish guilt . XXX . O'er vales that team with fruits , romantic 186 CHILDE HAROLD'S.
Side 189
... blood - red tresses deep'ning in the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it glares upon ; Restless it rolls , now fixed , and now anon Flashing afar , and at his iron feet Destruction cowers ...
... blood - red tresses deep'ning in the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it glares upon ; Restless it rolls , now fixed , and now anon Flashing afar , and at his iron feet Destruction cowers ...
Side 195
... blood is mantling who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A cherub - hydra round us dost thou gape , And mould to every taste thy dear delusive shape : LXVI . When Paphos fell by Time - accursed Time C 2 PILGRIMAGE . 195 ...
... blood is mantling who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A cherub - hydra round us dost thou gape , And mould to every taste thy dear delusive shape : LXVI . When Paphos fell by Time - accursed Time C 2 PILGRIMAGE . 195 ...
Side 199
... blood betimes , his heart delights In vengeance , gloating on another's pain . What private feuds the troubled village stain ! Though now one phalanx'd host should meet the foe Enough , alas ! in humble homes remain , To meditate ...
... blood betimes , his heart delights In vengeance , gloating on another's pain . What private feuds the troubled village stain ! Though now one phalanx'd host should meet the foe Enough , alas ! in humble homes remain , To meditate ...
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